When I Achieved Sainthood, the Immortal Official Actually Called Me to Raise Horses!-Chapter 375: Reincarnation, Mysterious Senior Brother

Chapter 375 Reincarnation, Mysterious Senior Brother

After Ji Xuanyu left, Gu An sat down, picked up the book she had left behind, and started flipping through it. Before long, he was completely absorbed.

The book mainly recorded the legend of the Long Family’s ancestor, Long Xin. Known as the Dragon Emperor, Long Xin was one of the strongest beings in the universe. He founded the War Court, sweeping across the Great Realm and roaming through reincarnation.

There was no mention of Long Zhan in the book, as if Long Xin was the very first ancestor of the Long Family.

Starting from Long Xin, generation after generation, the Long Family produced many prominent figures. One of the Reincarnation Dao Emperor’s teachers even hailed from the Long Family. That was also the origin of the Ji Family’s Heavenly Dragon Suppressing Demons Aspect.

Eventually, during its prime, the Long Family faced suppression from a mysterious existence. The book speculated it might have been a curse or perhaps punishment from the Heavenly Dao, because while the Long Family had many achievements, they also committed many sins. In a short span of time, the family fell into decline, scattered, and its descendants fled to different universes.

From founding to flourishing to destruction, the Long Family’s story was both stirring and heartbreaking, lingering in the mind long after reading.

The author didn’t pass judgment on the Long Family, but rather narrated their rise and fall from an objective standpoint.

After finishing the book, Gu An couldn’t help but feel emotional.

Before Long Xin, under Long Zhan’s leadership, the Long Family had already experienced a cycle like this.

From the book’s contents, it seemed Long Xin rebuilt the War Court after Long Zhan’s death, leading a devastated Long Family. Long Xin had been immensely powerful from the very beginning.

Gu An thought about the last meeting between Long Zhan and Long Xin, when father and son fell out. Long Xin couldn’t understand Long Zhan’s actions. Yet in the end, Long Xin still chose to inherit Long Zhan’s will, rebuilding both the Long Family and the War Court, showing the deep longing he had for his father.

After countless eras, both Long Xin and the Long Family had become relics of the past, their last traces gradually being erased.

In the path of cultivation, just how high must one climb to truly achieve immortality and eternity?

Gu An turned his head to look out at the firmament, lost in thought.

It wasn’t until dusk that he finally put the book away and got up to head downstairs.

The moment he reached the bottom of the stairs, he heard Long Qing shouting from afar. That kid was already over a hundred years old but still acted like a child.

Gu An chuckled and then walked over to the Blood Prison Grand Sage, climbing onto his back to patrol the Third Medicine Valley.

"Master, that brat Long Qing is getting more and more outrageous. Can you upgrade my cultivation? Otherwise, I’m gonna get bullied to death. And that White Spirit Mouse—what’s up with that fat rat? It’s getting faster and faster, but its cultivation hasn't improved much, and it still can't even speak…"

The Blood Prison Grand Sage grumbled pitifully. He was a Grand Ascension Stage cultivator, how could he be bullied by Long Qing?

Gu An wanted to say, Long Qing was born at the Nirvana Stage—you losing to him is totally normal.

"Don’t compare yourself to others. Everyone walks their own path. What you need to look at... is the future." Gu An said earnestly.

Hearing this, the Blood Prison Grand Sage’s eyes lit up and he immediately got fired up.

Master’s hinting he’s going to focus on training me?!

The more he thought about it, the more excited he got. He stopped dwelling on being bullied by Long Qing and the White Spirit Mouse and started fantasizing about himself reigning over the world.

He would be the mightiest Grand Sage in existence, sweeping across the realm! If some invincible foe showed up from beyond the heavens, he’d hold them off until his master arrived to shock the world!

Outwardly, he would be the strongest, with hidden power lurking behind him—how glorious!

In a grand and splendid hall, the Holy Prime Minister sat on a chair. Behind him, a flight of steps led up to an empty dragon throne.

A line of figures stood before him. Among them was the Saint King of the Mortal World, who had once negotiated with the Dark War Emperor.

Yang Jian stood beside the Saint King of the Mortal World, clad in silver battle armor with a three-pronged spear floating behind him. Though his cultivation wasn’t as high as the others’, his presence was powerful.

Everyone in the hall was a Saint King of the Holy Court. They didn’t seem overly restrained in front of the Holy Prime Minister.

The Holy Prime Minister swept his gaze across the seventeen Saint Kings, lingering on Yang Jian for two seconds before moving on.

"All of you still remember the catastrophe brought by the Heaven Demons fifty years ago, don’t you?" the Holy Prime Minister asked casually.

A burly Saint King immediately responded, "It wasn’t that long ago. How could we forget? If there’s anything you need, just say the word. His Majesty already said: in his absence, we are to follow your orders."

The other Saint Kings echoed the sentiment. freewebnøvel.com

Yang Jian didn’t say anything but kept his gaze fixed on the Holy Prime Minister.

The Holy Prime Minister smiled and said, "That disaster was only the prelude. The Immortal Dynasty’s Yuanxu Immortal Ancestor opened the path of reincarnation, and the Reincarnation Vortex still hangs in the sky. I want to send you into reincarnation to search for His Majesty. Once you leave, who knows how many years will pass before you return. Think carefully."

The Saint Kings' expressions changed slightly.

The Reincarnation Vortex was not controlled by the Holy Court. No one knew what lay inside.

The hall fell silent; no one volunteered.

The Holy Prime Minister wasn’t in a rush. He patiently waited, raising his right hand to conjure a golden orb of light in his palm, staring into it as if peering into unseen worlds.

"I'll go!"

A voice broke the silence. Though not loud, it was firm, drawing everyone's eyes.

It was Yang Jian.

A Saint King sneered, "Of course. After all, the Saint King of the Candle World just experienced reincarnation—not surprising."

The Saint King of the Mortal World glanced at Yang Jian thoughtfully.

The Holy Prime Minister, still staring at the golden orb, asked casually, "Anyone else?"

"I’ll go too," the Saint King of the Mortal World said.

The others were surprised—this wasn’t like him.

Yang Jian also shot him a look.

The Holy Prime Minister nodded and continued waiting.

Seeing him wait, the Saint Kings realized something and their expressions grew grim.

One Saint King asked, "Holy Prime Minister, must we agree?"

"It’s all voluntary."

The Holy Prime Minister's words eased their nerves—until he spoke again.

"But I believe you all want to go. I haven’t misjudged you, have I?"

The Saint Kings were stunned, looking at the Holy Prime Minister in disbelief.

Yang Jian remained calm, as if he had foreseen this outcome.

The Holy Prime Minister raised his right hand, and the golden orb blazed brilliantly, his face growing colder under its light.

"Entering reincarnation will be a great opportunity for you—to break into higher realms. Of course, survival comes first. Within reincarnation, countless mighty beings endure their own tribulations. Be cautious. Don't disturb those unrelated to the Holy Court."

His indifferent tone sealed their fate, and the Saint Kings looked more miserable than ever.

Late autumn.

In the courtyard of a residence, Gu An was drinking wine while Xiao Chuan swept the ground nearby.

"There are so many servants in this house, and you can use spells too. Why sweep personally?" Gu An asked, his divine sense drifting to the sky.

He spotted seventeen figures from the Holy Court flying toward the Reincarnation Vortex, Yang Jian among them.

One by one, they plunged into the vortex, their auras vanishing completely, stirring Gu An’s curiosity.

What kind of reincarnation lay inside?

Xiao Chuan chuckled as he swept, "It’s just habit now—something you taught me, remember?"

Gu An turned to look at him. "You haven't been cultivating these years, have you?"

Xiao Chuan’s cultivation had stagnated for decades, and his lifespan hadn’t increased.

"Getting old makes persistence harder. Besides, my kids and grandkids keep causing trouble." Xiao Chuan shook his head with a wry smile.

He added, "I'm already four hundred seventy-two years old. I’m content. Never thought I’d live this long."

He began reminiscing about his childhood.

Whenever Gu An visited, he would always recount the past. But this time, Gu An wasn’t fully listening, lost in thought.

Seeing those people enter reincarnation gave him a wild idea.

What if he sealed Xiao Chuan’s memories and planted the Lifespan Doom Mark in him?

That way, no matter how many lifetimes Xiao Chuan went through, Gu An could find him and help restore his memories—they could reunite!

He had done his best to guide Xiao Chuan in the Dao, but Xiao Chuan’s lifespan growth was still extremely slow. Even boosting his cultivation couldn’t change it.

The higher Gu An's own realm grew, the more he sensed how terrifying the hand of fate was.

"Xiao Chuan, if you have a next life, would you want me to find you again?" Gu An suddenly asked.

Xiao Chuan paused, looked over with a laugh, and said, "If you can find me, you’ll have surely become an immortal by then. If you don't mind, I’d be honored. But don't worry too much—everyone has their own destiny. I’m already deeply grateful to you."

Without Gu An, he would never have had the life he enjoyed.

"My comment was half-joking. If I really get that strong, maybe I’ll try freeing you from the suffering of reincarnation," Gu An said with a laugh.

Xiao Chuan smiled back, "If the chance comes, I’d be more than willing! Thanks in advance, Brother."

Becoming immortal... How far away that was!

Xiao Chuan had heard of immortal realms, but had never heard of someone truly achieving eternal life.

Even beings as mighty as immortals were merely powerful cultivators in the end.

"If you were reincarnated, what kind of life would you want?" Gu An asked, pouring himself another cup.

Xiao Chuan, intrigued, walked over carrying his broom, sat down, and fell into deep thought.

He didn’t ask for much—just to be born with loving parents and better talent for cultivation.

The sun set and the moon rose.

They chatted late into the night. At Xiao Chuan’s invitation, Gu An stayed the night.

At dawn, he departed.

Xiao Chuan, supported by a young girl, watched Gu An leave.

The girl stared curiously at Gu An’s departing figure and asked, "Great-grandfather, who exactly is he? Is he really your senior brother? He looks so young!"

Stroking his beard, Xiao Chuan smiled, "Yes, he’s my senior brother. But as for who he really is... I’m not sure. My senior brother is extremely mysterious. Maybe…"

The girl pressed, "Maybe what?"

Xiao Chuan just shook his head and turned away.

She hurried after him, bombarding him with questions.